Mu Ming couldn't speak for a long time, without him, the development of things was far beyond his imagination.

If he knew that his disciple had already surpassed himself and was able to resist that terrifying existence, maybe he wouldn't have blown up the passage, and what happened later wouldn't have happened.

"Zixi, why didn't she tell me that she had already surpassed me?"

When the old man heard this, he just sneered: "Tell you? With your arrogance as General Feishen, you will allow others to surpass you?" The Buddha only chatted with you for a few words of Zen at that time, and you were like a mad demon, sitting on the top of the sky, almost going mad, how could the master who has always cherished you more than herself, how could she tell you?"

Mu Ming silently, the talent of the Buddha is indeed amazing, although he has very little contact, but his words make him secretly frightened, his understanding of the Tao has already surpassed himself, and he has benefited a lot.

So he sat on the top of the sky, seeking further breakthroughs, but after all, the Tao was different, and there were still many loopholes in the things borrowed from the Buddha, and his Tao still failed to open up, and even almost went mad, but he didn't expect it to make the disciple misunderstand.

Mu Ming closed his eyes, since his rebirth, he has guessed countless times the reason why he was resurrected, but he never thought that his resurrection was done by the closest person, and he didn't expect that his resurrection was not a conspiracy, but the ardent hope and entrustment of the deceased 50,000 years ago.

It's just that after he came back to life, he lived too easily and comfortably, and completely failed his disciple's original intention.

Suddenly, Mu Ming opened his eyes, his eyes were firm: "How much time do we have?"

The old man replied lightly: "Don't worry about General Feiming, the matter of the alien race, the old man will fight for the master, General Feiming should continue to play the world!"

The old man kept talking coldly, but it made Mu Ming feel a trace of anger in his heart: "I'll carry the trouble I caused!"

But the old man seemed to have heard something very funny:

"Are you going to carry it? Can you carry it? Just rely on your mere visualization realm cultivation? Before this, you were still dying and being carried on your back, asking the old man for help! General Feiming, it's not 50,000 years ago, and the later people have already surpassed you, and the height you haven't reached has already been climbed, I don't know why the master is so persistent and useless you, but I'm very disappointed in you. I'm sorry, but I don't think you can carry the future of humanity. ”

The old man seemed to be resentful, he was worried that if he stayed any longer, his mood of thousands of years of hard work would be destroyed again, and he turned around and walked out of the house.

And the young disciple on the side also followed behind the old man, from beginning to end, his eyes drooped slightly, except for the first glance at Mu Ming, he kept looking at the plank on the ground, where the snow mountain belongs, and his attitude towards Mu Ming can be seen.

Mu Ming was silent, because all words would become pale at this time.

The old man walked out of the house and stood motionless in the snow, letting the snow slowly submerge him. The third child stood respectfully behind him, without saying a word, letting his black hair dye white.

After a long time, the old man muttered in a low voice, "I really wish I could see Master again." ”

The sky was full of snow, and he seemed to see a stunning woman smiling at him in the snowstorm.

The old man was stunned and whispered, "Master." ”

The third child of the snow mountain was even more lonely on his face, he still remained motionless, and let the wind and snow add to his body.

In the distance, a young girl looked at this scene in a daze, she didn't know what was happening, but she had never seen her father and the third senior brother who had always been confident and arrogant, inexplicably, there was a faint sadness in her heart.

In the end, the old man and the third senior brother gradually disappeared into the wind and snow, and Jinghong packed up his mind and walked towards the wooden house where the two of them came out.

In front of the Xuanhan Cave, the fifth child had already left, and the eldest sat in front of the cave, covered with a thick layer of snow.

Suddenly, the old man walked slowly through the wind and snow, and went straight to the entrance of the cave. The boss opened his eyes in an instant, saw someone coming, and hurriedly stood up and clenched his fists:

"Master. ”

The old man nodded and walked into the cave.

seemed to see that the old man was in a bad mood, and the boss looked blankly at the third child who had been following the old man but stopped at the entrance of the cave:

"What's going on?"

The third sighed and shook his head: "Master should miss Shiniang." ”

The boss has a dull temperament, but he is not stupid, and when he thinks of the new person who has gone up the mountain, his mood suddenly drops, and he whispers:

"Master, he's a poor man. ”

"Who isn't? It's just that Master stands tall enough that he doesn't dare to make himself look pitiful enough to hold on. ”

The wind and snow tightened, and the two men stood in the snow, without saying a word, caught up in their respective thoughts.

Soon after the old man walked into the cave, he saw the girl sitting there cross-legged, the girl had been cultivated to be abandoned, and it was impossible for her to sit here so peacefully, but the old man just glanced at it, and instantly understood that the disciples were doing something behind their backs, but he didn't care, his steps moved lightly, and continued to walk towards the deeper part of the cold cave.

The deeper part of the cave is hollow, as if the interior of the entire mountain top has been hollowed out, and the dense Xuanbing spirit coffins are displayed in it, some of which are hanging on the cliffs, piling up here to the full.

The old man walked in slowly, standing still in front of an inconspicuous ice coffin, even more sad:

"I'm coming to see you again. ”

The woman in the Xuanbing coffin is faintly visible, and her appearance is graceful and beautiful, which is somewhat similar to the Jinghong on the snowy mountain.

In the huge cave, the old man's voice seemed a little lonely, he gently stroked the Xuanbing coffin, and whispered: "Soon, when the master's wish is fulfilled, I will go to you." ”

The old man paused, and continued: "Our daughter has grown up, exactly like you at the beginning, every time I see her, I can't help but think of you, and I can't help but want to come to you desperately, so I dare not see her, just as I dare not come to this cold cave to see you." I didn't dare to let her cultivate, I sealed her eight veins of the Qi Sutra, she might have lived longer than us without cultivation, maybe I shouldn't have woken her up from the Xuanbing coffin in the first place. ”

The old man's voice became lower and lower, and at last it was almost inaudible, and gradually, he lay on the Xuanbing coffin, his eyes gentle:

"Wait, I'll see you. ”

No more sound came from the cave.

......

In the wooden house, Jing Hong looked at Mu Ming who was paralyzed on the bed, and quipped: "Every time I see my son, it seems to be lying down!"

Mu Ming said angrily: "Did the girl come just to laugh at me?"

Jinghong slowly walked to the place where the old man was drinking tea: "That's not it, I just want to tell you that Wuyue is fine, you don't need to compete with that old man, you can't beat him." ”

Mu Ming was silent, indeed, what Jing Hong said was the truth, but he was still a little unhappy in his heart.

"Wuyue, is she really okay?"

"Don't worry, the senior brothers will not let her have an accident when they remember the old relationship, I can guarantee this. Jing Hong felt that there was no need for the third senior brother to lie to him perfunctorily in this matter.

"That's good!" Mu Ming's heart suddenly fell to the ground.

Jinghong picked up the teacup and took a sip, maybe the tea was too bitter, she couldn't help frowning, looking cute:

"Where are you going?"

Mu meditated for a while and said, "Go down the mountain and cultivate!"

Jinghong was stunned, a little puzzled: "Huh?"

Immediately, she shook her head and began to mention her true intentions for coming here:

"When you go down the mountain, can you take me with you? I want to go to Chu State. ”

Mu Ming suddenly remembered that this was a snow-capped mountain, and it was not free to come and go, and said with a wry smile: "I don't necessarily go down the mountain myself, even if I can, why does Miss Jinghong think I can take you?"

Jinghong nodded slightly, as if he felt that there was some truth, and then took a sip: "Phew, useless man!"

Mu Ming's face was bitter, is Snow Mountain making a conflict with himself?

Jinghong didn't bother Mu Ming for too long, and after chatting a few words, he left, letting Mu Ming recuperate.

After Jing Hong left, Mu Ming began to ponder, and today he finally figured out the mystery of his rebirth, but it seems that he has also learned more about it.

The strife below the mountain doesn't seem to be so important anymore, but it's still necessary to go.

Mu Ming gently closed his eyes, and his desire to recover was even stronger.

It's just the girl in the cave, is it okay now?

Inside the Xuanhan Cave, Wu Yue opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and he didn't look like a person in a dangerous situation at all.

She let out a soft breath and closed her eyes again, as if she didn't know that the person who had let her into the cave had walked past her not long ago.